He told me to say when, but I can’t. Not with Andrés. It’s so hard to say anything when he’s trailing feather soft kisses down my neck, or when his touch sends hot currents of lust rippling across my skin.

Then there’s the way he smiles and offers soft words of encouragement when I’m creating art, almost like he believes I have talent.

He’s not like any guy I’ve ever met. Not like my ex-fiancée. Not like my father. He’s got me thinking that maybe we can have something more. More than just lust, degradation, and abuse.

And now I’m scared, because that means I’ll have to trust him with more than just my body, but with my heart, too.

MY REVIEW:

Say When is an extremely emotional book, it makes you laugh, it makes you cry, it makes you LOVE.

When I opened it and started reading I thought it was going to be the same sort of book as any other YA/NA romance. But it wasn’t!

It was more serious. And also more desperate.

Say When starts off with Christina breaking up with her boyfriend. She only dated him because her interfering mother set them up. Christina didn’t like the way he treated her, so she got rid of him.

Good call!

One thing leads to another and almost immediately, she meets Andres. A beautiful, Mexican mechanic. They connect right away and jump into bed together. The sex was steamy, sensual and powerful.

Andres was in the army and has his own demons to face, but when he’s with Christina they fade away and he can sleep at night.

Christina has her own personal problems, but I won’t tell you about them because I think you should find out for yourself. Even if it was a little predictable, it was still emotional reading about it.

The one thing that I didn’t like was that Andres was a little cowardly and didn’t ask Christina a few things before he acted on them. Typical guy! But other than that I loved it!

Overall, this was a short, intense read that I would defiantly read again and recommend to all NA lovers!

A former Texas high school teacher, I enjoyed coaching the writing team and even the hectic deadlines that came with running the school publications. After taking a break to raise my baby girl, I now work from home as a cover artist.
In my spare time, I loves to read, exercise and spend time with family and friends. I contribute the cover art for my Whispers Series and have designed covers for over 500 other books.

Serena knows a few simple things. She will always be owned by a warlock. She will never have freedom. She will always do what her warlock wishes, regardless of how inane, frivolous, or cruel it is. And if she doesn’t follow the rules, she will be tarnished. Spelled to be bald, inked, and barren for the rest of her life—worth less than the shadow she casts.

Then her ownership is won by a barbarian from another country. With the uncertainty that comes from belonging to a new warlock, Serena questions if being tarnished is really worse than being owned by a barbarian, and tempts fate by breaking the rules. When he looks the other way instead of punishing her, she discovers a new world. The more she ventures into the forbidden, the more she learns of love and a freedom just out of reach. Serena longs for both. But in a society where women are only ever property, hoping for more could be deadly.

MY REVIEW:

I hosted a book blitz of this book on my blog a few months ago, and I remember wanting to read this book but for some reason I never got round to it or a tour was cancelled or something. So when I was it on NetGalley I squealed (quite loudly!) and instantly clicked to request it.

I was even happier when it landed on my kindle the next day 🙂

The moment I started You Are Mine, I was captivated. The world building was fantastic and unlike any other that I’ve ever read. It started off with Serena being sold as a bride to some horrid, rich warlock. After a few surprising turns, Serena ends up with a stranger from another land.

This new guy is swoon-worthy and I LOVED him, kay? Hands off!

In Serena’s world, women were merely seen as an object. An extra person who had no real meaning other than to have kids, or give orders too. Serena was used to being punished over the slightest thing by her father and expects no different from her husband to be.

But it turns out that he’s actually quite decent and doesn’t want to hurt her or her sisters. (Thirteen of them!)

There is a slight element of magic, but not enough to make you think Harry Potter. The romance was subtle, and more romantic than what I expected. (That sentence doesn’t really make sense, but I know what I mean!)

I would recommend You Are Mine to readers who love paranormal romances and those to enjoy a good swooning over a “barbarian” who is actually lovely!

Janeal Falor lives in Utah where she’s finally managed to live in the same house for more than five years without moving. In her spare time she reads books like they’re nuts covered in caramel and chocolate, cooks whatever strikes her fancy, and enjoys the outdoors. Her husband and three children try to keep up with her overactive imagination. Usually they settle for having dinner on the table, even if she’s still going on about the voices in her head.

Corabelle doesn’t feel like any of the other college girls. On what should have been one of the happiest nights of her life, she and her boyfriend Gavin watched a nurse disconnect the ventilator from their seven-day-old baby. During the funeral two days later, Gavin walked out and never returned.

Since then, her life has been a spiral of disasters. The only thing that has helped is her ability to black out whenever the pain gets too hard to bear, a habit that has become an addiction.

When Gavin shows up in her astronomy class four years later, he is hell-bent on getting her back, insisting she forgive him. Corabelle knows she can’t resist the touch that fills the empty ache that has haunted her since he left. But if he learns what she has done, if he follows the trail back through her past, her secrets will destroy their love completely. And once again, she’ll lose the only person who always believed she was innocent.

MY REVIEW:

Words cannot describe just how much I loved this book! It was insane, I literally couldn’t put it down!

Forever Innocent is one of those books that makes you wish they ended up together no matter what happened…LIFE WOULD NOT BE COMPLETE WITHOUT CORABELLA AND GAVIN TOGETHER!

I cried so many times in Forever Innocent. I am now an emotional wreck!

The jist of the story is;

Corabella and Gavin have known each other since they were babies, they lived next door to each other their entire life.

When they where teens, they decided to turn their friendship into something more. Corabella ended up pregnant, but Gavin stayed with her and they planned to get married.

The baby, Finn, came early by two months. He was fine, until they discovered a heart defect. Finn lasted seven days before it was time to turn off the machine that kept him alive.

Gavin stormed out of the funeral and Corabella didn’t see him for four years. During those four years, both of them did things they shouldn’t. But they found each other in a university, studying astronomy.

When Gavin was thinking about Finn and how he would never be a father to him….THE FEELS. RIGHT IN THE GUT. I’m not ashamed to say that I cried. Out loud. Not like, one single tear sweeping prettily down my cheek. I’m talking snotty nose, tissues, and chocolate.

I thought that Forever Innocent was written beautifully and after reading about the author, I realised that something similar happened to her in her life.

Overall, please, please read Forever Innocent. It’s really NOT like all of those NA’s out there. You can feel the magic in this book. Whatever genre you like, pick this book up. You won’t regret it.

Giveaway:

Grand prize giveaway

Prizes (open internationally):

–a $50 gift card to any store and a lovely butterfly necklace with a USB loaded with Forever Innocent.

Deanna Roy is a sucker for romance and drama and dumps hefty amounts of both in her novels. She is also a powerful advocate for baby loss moms and has founded multiple support groups for women, from teens on up, who endure this impossible heartache. Her other novels include Baby Dust and Stella & Dane: A Honky Tonk Romance.

For 17-year-old Emma Wong, spending a summer in England should be a dream come true. Gorgeous scenery? Check. Lots of hot guys with accents? Yes, please.

Throw in an estranged mom, annoying new stepdad, and drooling baby half-brother, and it’s a disaster even her favorite cherry red leather jacket can’t fix. Even worse, there’s (hot) live-in research assistant Josh to contend with. The only thing more embarrassing than drunk-kissing him hours after they meet? Knowing he’ll be witness to her family’s dysfunction all. summer. long.

But when Emma meets a mysterious girl who happens to be a Druid, her vacation suddenly promises to be far more intriguing than she anticipated. Powerful rituals, new friends, an intoxicating sense of freedom…and Simon, the sexy foreign stranger she was hoping for. It’s all a perfect distraction from dirty diapers and awkward family dinners.

Trouble is, intriguing doesn’t often mean simple. And Emma is about to discover just how not simple her life really is.

ByBlood is a novel about the ways that blood can bind us to others – or tear us apart.

MY REVIEW:

I honestly, really enjoyed reading By Blood! I thought it was highly interesting and captured my imagination like no other book has done for a while.

It took me forever to actually pick this book up, I’m not sure what was so intimidating about it, but once I read past the first few pages I was hooked!

In some parts in By Blood I was a little frustrated with Emma, when she messed Josh about and made stupid decisions. And didn’t want to help out with Fermin, (Vermin haha!). (I LOVE babies!)

I knew from the beginning that Simon was trouble. Never go for the one that tells you he loves you. Rule number one! But seriously, I enjoyed By Blood and would read the sequel.

I would recommend By Blood to readers who love a mix of paranormal and romance 🙂

Before Emma’s adventures in Oxford, her best friend Diana came face-to-face with a killer…Diana Calvert is so over high school. Who cares if Olivia hates her? And David needs to forget about having a crush on her STAT. Even Emma’s crazy fashion choices can’t keep Diana entertained. All she can hope for is a dance scholarship to a college as far away as possible from too-small, too-boring, too-nothing-ever-happens New Freedom, PA.

Then Diana meets Nicholas Woodhaven. He’s pale, angry…yet weirdly charming. The more time they spend together, the more she wonders who – or what – he really is. Because he isn’t anything like the other guys she knows. Not with the whole only-going-out-at-night thing. And living with his creepy aunt. And not going to school.

Just when Diana thinks she’s got Nicholas all figured out, people in her small, nothing-ever-happens town start dying. She has to wonder – can she trust him? And even more alarming – could she be next?

A murder mystery with a paranormal twist, Moon Child is best read under the covers with a flashlight…if you dare!

Tracy E. Banghart is a cheesy movie–loving, fantasy football–playing (go Ravens!), globe-trotting Army wife who began “practicing” her craft at the age of five, when she wrote her first story. She loves visiting the international friends she met while pursuing her MA in Publishing and spends a portion of every summer at her family’s cabin in Canada, where she finds inspiration and lots of time to relax on the dock. She lives with her husband, son, two lazy dogs and one ornery cat. When not writing or spending time with her family, she is on a mission to bake the perfect cupcake.

1. Lloyd Layton will know I exist. He once said three whole words to me, so this is obviously progress. If I don’t get a proper conversation out of him soon, then I’ll take my top off and streak through the cafeteria, because nobody could fail to notice these boobs.

2. I will not get expelled for streaking through the cafeteria.”

Those are the words that begin her mission.

Chessie is fourteen, not pretty enough, and very much in love. Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and unaware of Chessie’s existence.

Her goal is clear: to get Lloyd to love her as much as she loves him, and she has exactly one year to do it.

As Chessie’s obsession with Lloyd reaches boiling point and she starts to spin a web of lies that spiral out of control, Lloyd turns out to be not quite the prince she thought he was. Can Chessie avoid the gathering storm before things go too far?

MY REVIEW:

When I started this book, I was actually reading a completely different book to this. But I clicked on this on my kindle and the next thing I knew, I was already half way through!

I laughed so much in this book! It was seriously hilarious! I was LOL’ing so hard, it was unreal. The only other books that I have read that make me laugh out loud, are written by Sue Limb. I’m sure most have read the Zoe and Chloe books, the Charming but Insane, Girl 15 books… and Not Pretty Enough reminded me of them.

Chessie is absolutely bonkers mad! I loved it! So many mental things happened to her! At one point she even dyes her hair with food colouring…I mean….who on earth DOESN’T want to read about THAT? That’s not even the worst, cringe-worthy thing that happens to the poor girl!

I’ve mentioned that I KEEP reading mind numbing NA romances, but Not Pretty Enough was great because the main character Chessie, is fourteen and in school! Not UNI! SCHOOL! Yay! So refreshing to read something different for once!

I also liked that there was a moral to the story. Basically, you ARE pretty enough. But I don’t want to give too much away 😛

The one thing that I didn’t like was the swearing. There was a LOT of it for the main character to be fourteen. It just didn’t feel right. It might have been okay in a different sort of novel, but in my opinion, there was too much in Not Pretty Enough.

Overall, Not Pretty Enough is a hilarious read that will make you laugh out loud and, in some parts, cringe! There’s a good moral at the end of the story which we see so little in novels today. So yes, I would defiantly recommend!

There’s a common misconception that everyone wants big boobs. Let me tell you something: they don’t. If they’re fourteen and have a chest bigger than most of their school, including the teachers, they don’t. I’m a DD cup. People pay thousands of pounds to have their boobs enlarged to be smaller than mine. I can’t remember the last time I passed for a half fare on the bus. Or the last time a bus driver asked my face and not my chest for the fare. Everyone notices boobs when you’re my age. In fact, the only human in the world who doesn’t notice them is the one person I would quite like to notice them.

Lloyd Layton.

I’d quite like him to notice my personality too, but at this point just noticing my mere existence will do. If I have to use my boobs to lure him in, then so be it. The thing is, Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and really, really tall. Taller than everyone else in our year. Taller than the teachers. Occasionally taller than the doorways. He knows what it’s like to be picked on for a physical attribute you can’t control. He’s different too. He knows what it’s like to be an outsider. Okay, when it comes to Lloyd Layton, he’s not really an outsider, because he’s absolutely gorgeous and loads of people like him, and I doubt anyone would dare to pick on him for anything because he could knock them flying with one swoop of his gigantic hands. But still. He’s taller than everyone and I have bigger boobs than everyone. We’re clearly a match made in heaven. It’s just a shame that he can’t see it yet.

But I’m sure he will one day soon.

I’m actually moving closer to that goal because he said one sentence to me back in December.

One sentence. Three small words. Not the three words I would like to hear him say, but I’ll take what I can get.

It was the last lesson of the last day of term before the Christmas holidays. Double technology. Not usually something to get excited about, but we came to the conclusion that the Christmas spirit had gone to Mr Vale’s head because he let us watch a movie in class instead of doing any work.

The Princess Bride.

We were allowed to pull chairs in around the TV and sit and watch a movie for two hours. Guess who pulled his chair in not that far away from mine?

Lloyd Layton.

I don’t know what happened next. I can’t explain it. It was like having an out of body experience. I’ll never understand how I had the courage to do it, but halfway through the film, I leaned over and said, “This is a good movie.” To Lloyd Layton. Better than that, he actually replied. He said, “Yes, it is.”

Three whole words.

It got even better than that again because after it was over and we were putting the chairs up on the desks, he smiled at me. A real smile. And it wasn’t at the person behind me because I was next to a wall. He smiled at me.

Jaimie is a 28-year-old English-sounding Welsh girl with an awkward-to-spell name. She lives in South Wales and enjoys writing, gardening, drinking tea and watching horror movies. She hates spiders and cheese & onion crisps. She has been writing for years but has never before plucked up the courage to tell people. Afterlife Academy is her third novel and she hopes you enjoy it. There are plenty more on the way!

This tour was put together by Dianne! And she’s lovely, so go check her out!

Julian is drop-dead gorgeous, annoyingly provocative, and he’s fast becoming her best friend. But he also has a secret that makes the little hairs on her arms stand on end…

My name is Jona Montiniere, and that’s pretty much the only good thing to say about me.

I’m seventeen, I’m snarky, and I’m a crap-load of trouble. Or so they say. But what did they expect from me really, when they dumped me in an orphanage at age five? That I’d grow up to become the new first lady? Nah, I think it’s much more fun to raid Camden Market in London with my friend, Debby. She’s cool. She lives on the street. I learned so much from her.

The only thing she missed to teach me was how to tend to a vineyard. And yeah, that’s what I’m going to do for the next 6 weeks, courtesy to this darn judge, who sent me off to France after I was caught stealing again. Fair enough, the vineyards are okay, and so are my aunt and uncle, who I haven’t met up ‘til now. What isn’t okay, and I mean it, is that I have to live in the same house with my mother, that god-awful dragon, who spurned when I was only a child. And now she wants me back? Demands my forgiveness? Why, because she’s about to die of cancer? Uh-uh. Sorry, but that’s not gonna happen. I want no contact with that woman, thanks.

But what’s Julian got to do with all of this? About my age, he’s too young to be my mother’s lover. So why doesn’t he leave her side? Ever. He’s different, as in the paranormal kind of different, but he’s sa-woon-worthy gorgeous. He obviously has secrets, but he’s also get-under-my-skin charming. In short, he’s a riddle to me. But he likes me, and that’s scaring the shit out of me. I sure won’t let anyone come too close.

So now I’m wondering only two things: How did he manage to hold me in his arms after only three days? And how the hell do you keep an angel earth bound?

MY REVIEW:

I found Loving Your Lies to be a very short and sweet read, in which case, it deserves a short and sweet review!

LYL was very easy to read, I flew through the pages, eager to see what happened to Jona and her absent Mother. The first chapter starts off with Jona shop lifting and being sent away to her mother family in France as punishment.

She soon meets a boy…Julian. Personally, I thought that their romance started up a bit quick. It was like, “Oh…he’s Julian. I HATE him. Of COURSE, he’s my Mums lover. I LOVE HIM AND NEVER WANT HIM TO LEAVE.”

Nevertheless, it was sweet and spicy at the same time.

I didn’t think that the angel thing was brought to life as it should have been. I was half way through the book and Jona knew something was up…but wasn’t sure what. Seeing as it was only a 200+ book, perhaps it could have been embellished a tad more.

Overall, I was genuinely interested in reading more about Julian and Jona and her Mother and her French family! Yes, I would recommended it to…well….there isn’t really any specific type of reader that I would or wouldn’t recommend it to, so….if you like words….read Loving Your Lies!

The quick-and-dirty:
I’m a cool girl with a passion for writing.
The genres you’ll find me hanging out at are contemporary and paranormal YA, but I’m also snooping into some adult paranormal right now. All of them romances…of course.
The nitty-gritty:
I’m an Austrian lass—totally uncomplicated and up to anything fun.
I grew up in Vienna, not by free will but because my parents decided to move there when I was only 4 years old. I. Hated. The. City. Everything about it. So right after graduation I moved back to Upper Austria, where I settled down with a nice husband and an awesome laptop.
I’ve been a storyteller all my life. Already in kindergarten, I came up with the most exotic fantasies and tales. My teacher would call me a liar. I call it the cornerstone of my writing career.
People always told me you can’t make a living with being an author. So when my first novella PLAY WITH ME came out and shot straight to the stars within the first week, I was totally dumbstruck. Took me a while to realize what was happening, LOL.
And the personal stuff:
At the (awesome) age of seventeen, I met the love of my life. But he was a playboy, and I was so not going to be his next trophy. It took him another four years of fighting for me until I finally decided to give that “couple-thing” with him a shot. I’m now married to this man. 😉

We have an eleven-year-old son, and together we travel a lot…although I sometimes wish the trips were shorter because I can’t wait to get back to my laptop and my many stories. Unless we’re in Disneyland. No stress to go home then…

If you still want to know more about me, my FAQ page is the right address for you. 😉

When life hands you lemons, sometimes you have to say screw the lemons and bail.

Seventeen-year-old Bentley Evans had it all. Then her Dad got laid off.

Now she has to move across town to a small apartment and leave her life of luxury for public school and a job at the local burger place. Just when her world seems like it’s crumbling she finds solace in the unlikely punk boy next door, Kai Stone. But as their relationship blossoms, a jealous ex-girlfriend and a secret to tell that threatens to bring disaster back into Bentley’s life.

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“You know I’m pretty sure that all that’s involved in high school dancing is just dry humping and swaying back and forth,” I said as Kai helped me move my parent’s couch back.

“Well, I don’t want to dry hump or just sway back and forth,” he said with a big grin on his face before setting the couch down.

“We don’t have to do this right now either. It’s a Sunday morning and all.” I walked over to the front of the couch, not taking my eyes off of him.

“Homecoming is Saturday, and the only dance I know is the Hokey Pokey.” He shrugged. “Besides Mom and my sisters are at small group and your parents can sleep through anything, so why not now?”

“Okay.” I let out a deep breath and opened my computer. “But you really didn’t take any kind of dance classes? I had ballroom dancing freshman year in gym.”

“Bentley, I’ve gone to public school all of my life. The only dance we ever learned was line dancing when I was in grade school up in Wisconsin, and I’m not doing that at Homecoming.” He laughed.

I started up the song and set my laptop down and stepped in front of Kai, putting my right hand up toward him. “I definitely don’t think there will be line dancing at Homecoming,” I said, putting my hand in his.

“And you make fun of my music?” Kai asked as the song crooned through the speakers on my laptop. I put Kai’s right hand on my hip, and then placed my left hand on his upper arm.

“This is Sinatra, I really don’t think there is anything to be making fun of, and besides I don’t think we could really do ballroom dancing to punk rock.”

“I’m sure we could try.” He smiled and kissed my forehead.

I rolled my eyes. “Okay, now that we have the arm position it’s time to move our feet, and if you step on my bare feet I am going to punch you.”

He playfully hovered his foot over mine, so I pinched his arm. “If you don’t behave then I’m switching the music to country.”

He let out a big sarcastic sigh. “Fine.”

“Okay, so left foot then right foot then together,” I said as we moved in unison.

“Then right foot goes back and then the left foot meets it.”

We moved together doing a few box steps. It felt kind of silly to be dancing in my pajamas in the living room.

“You know, I really don’t think that anyone is going to be doing the waltz at Homecoming,” I muttered

I looked up to see him mouthing ‘left, right, together’.

“Well what do people usually do then?” He looked down at me and stopped mouthing the words.

The Sinatra song ended and a slower punk rock song played, one that Kai had actually put on my computer.

“Usually…” I put both my arms around his neck. “It’s kind of more of a close, swaying motion.”

“Oh.” He wrapped his long arms around my waist and pulled me as close as I think two people can get when one was over six foot and the other was barely over five foot three.

“Like this?” He swayed slowly back and forth.

“Usually it’s not some sort of a giant dancing with a midget.” I laughed.

“Fine then.” He bent at his knees and picked me up off of the ground, so that my legs were dangling in the air while he continued to sway back and forth. “Is that better, shorty?”

I wrapped my bare legs around his waist. “Now it is.”

I leaned in and ran my tongue along his bottom lip, tracing the lines of his lip ring.

“I don’t think that’s part of the waltz.” He smiled and pressed his forehead to mine.

“It is now.” I kissed him, pretty hard, since he fell back into the couch with me still in his arms.

Maybe I should have taken him up on the night alone instead of Homecoming. It felt so good to just be in his arms, and the kissing wasn’t so bad either. I could forget about the world every time that Kai kissed me. It was like his lip piercing had some kind of magical powers that just made all my problems disappear as long as we were kissing.

Magan Vernon is a Young Adult and New Adult writer who lives with her family in the insurance capital of the world. She is in a very serious, fake relationship with Adam Lambert and constantly asks her husband to wear guyliner. He still refuses. She also believes her husband is secretly an alien, disguised as a southern gentleman.

AND HERE IS MY INTERVIEW WITH MAGAN!

Writing Questions:

What inspired Life, Love & Lemons? It was 2010 and I was deep in the hunt for a home for my New Adult book that nobody wanted back them (You can’t sell college aged characters they said), so my friend gave me the idea to write a book about a girl who has everything and then her dad gets laid off so they have to move to a crummy apartment. I said it was stupid and then wrote it and fell in love with it.

How often do you write? I try every single day during my lunch hour at work and before bed.

How long did it take to write Life, Love & Lemons? 3 weeks on the first draft and editing took a few years because it was shelved for awhile.

Have you always enjoyed writing? Sometimes writing can be a chore. Okay, editing is a chore and so is writer’s block.

Do you listen to music when you write? If so, what? I make a Pandora playlist for every one of my books. This one had a lot of Plus 44.

What kind of books do you like to read? Has this effected the type of

books you like to write? I love New Adult right now. My first book I ever wrote was actually a horrible legal thriller and while I love reading legal thrillers, I can’t write them for the life of me.

Fun Questions!

If Life, Love & Lemons was made into a movie, who would you cast as

the main characters? I think Jordan Pruitt would make a great Bentley and possibly Drake Bell for Kai.

If you could meet any author, dead or alive, who would it be and why? This is a hard one. I actually get to meet Chelsea M. Cameron in December and I’m uber excited because she is my Twitter wife and critique partner and I just love talking to her online.

Favourite type of fizzy drink? (Or any drink if you don’t drink fizzy things.) How can I choose just one? My husband got a Soda Stream for father’s day (to make homemade soda), so I seem to have a new homemade soda every day

Do you have any advice for aspiring authors out there? Don’t’ give up. It sucks some days. People will get published that have books you think are terrible. People will become best sellers before you. But as long as you keep pushing and never stop loving it you will get there.

Would you like to say anything to your readers? I love all of you. Thank you so much for taking a chance and picking up my books.

And lastly, do you have any other exciting projects coming up? (That

you can tell us about lol )

What don’t I have coming up? For sure I have The Only One (the companion to The Only Exception) coming October 15th and November 1st is my Christmas Novella (Off The Market) with the 12 NA’s of Christmas. Then hopefully something in January J